Elder Taggart and I decided to go knock some doors this week. We went and did a few on one street when a lady answered and said she was absolutely uninterested. "You aren´t going to be successful in this neighborhood." She said.
Well, the sun (being as low as it is all the time now) kept reflecting off of houses into our eyes, so we decided to cross the street after that house to where it was shaded. The first door we knocked answered, and a little lady was standing there.
"I know who you are and I know where you are from." She said, "Not from Salt Lake, of course, because your Dutch is too good" (I heard Elder Taggart hold in a laugh.)
It turns out her cousin is a member, and he is coming here in November with his wife to be senior missionaries. We have an appointment with her this week.
Always cook things for missionaries that are a little unorthodox. In every mission there are super standard meals that missionaries get all the time. Just ask the elders what they get fed a lot, and then DON´T MAKE ANY OF THEM! We appreciate a little variety.
No dreams in dutch, but I have a few pictures!
 |
So, we had an appointment in this area. After getting out, Elder Taggart and I looked at each other and said, "Wow, it´s smells like a lot of weed."
We looked up onto a balcony, HELLO CANNABIS. I had to take a picture. It was way too funny,
|
 |
| This chicken had super funny feet, and it walked really weirdly. |
 |
| Elder Taggart-- trying to put on socks whilst talking on the phone |
 |
| Goats |
 |
| HeeHee-- Elder Shaw has a new haircut. |
No comments:
Post a Comment